I stank and so does my breath.

So today started off as a pretty normal day...I get up, do a few things around the house and head to the gym. Pretty typical, almost to the point to where, if I had a stalker, he would know exactly what I was doing on most days. Anyway, I had a good sweat. I love working out...it really makes me feel good. Especially when you break a good sweat, so I felt accomplished. After coming home I made myself a nice bowl of mini wheat's and chit chatted with my mom a bit. I soon realized my own stench and decided I better get a real start to my day, and hop in the shower. There I am, scrubba dub dubin my hair when all of the sudden my water completely goes out. That's right, not a single drop in sight. Super! Here I am, stinky with no way to remove the stench (unless you count an Italian shower, which involves heavy doses of Eau de toilette, or as most of us know it, perfume). Needless to say I still have yet to take a complete shower today. My hair is sticky, pulled back. I have not a stitch of makeup on and I am wearing my comfy pants. Its the definition of homeliness. So for those of you who might of come over to visit me (which wouldn't be many) its a good thing you didn't...its not a pretty sight. Whats the culprit you might ask? The fire hydrant between our house and the neighbor left of us is being replaced...they wanted to change the color from tan to red. Whatever happened to good old spray paint? Heck, I would have painted it myself if they would have just asked. When I called they said they hoped the water would be back on by 4pm but they weren't sure. Its about 3:52 and I still have not a drop, its been off since about 11am. The joys of living on post. I am embracing my stinkiness and declaring this my day off!